[Verse 1: Apes]
Cloudy rear-view, 300-dollar bucket wit' a pound in the trunk, I'm tryna bring this loud near you
I'm tryna give you something new to go be out here to
We spread love, but you know the hate be out here too
And you might, call me crazy but I might need you
To catch a nigga when he slipping so, I take that into consideration and sometimes, I go reroute these moves
I hope my, last breath is a inhale
When my skin peels at the last day and I hope that I've sinned well, I hope that my friends heal
I stoke the fires of, ribs touching from my burnt ends
The earth winds carry the fire dirging through the urban night when the air bends
I'm not sure if I'm really even a person
'Cause we serve 10, if we serve 10
And I'm on 10, but we serve 10, if we serve 10
[Verse 2: Pass]
Niggas die over the block they from
Then die on the block they from
Ain't never been nowhere but the block they from
And square niggas get they pockets run, them choppers rung, them helicopters coming hella patnas dumping fuck it I was
Mobbing by myself through the whole thing
I can't even help it it's no thing
I'm really too selfish for yo' games
I said I'm really too selfish for yo'-
Hold up, keep it funky, ay, keep it solid
Need a Frida Kahlo to free my mind don't need a problem
When I was in high school I was hotboxing mom's apartment
Drama started momma was kindhearted my mind departed, wait
So why my niggas been tripping? 'Cause we live in conditions
These ain't living conditions, police visit tradition
Always fit the description, feel like Malcolm get ya' hand out my pocket nigga the man and the prophet
I got demands for the profit nigga
Ay, the man and the prophet, I got demands for the profit
Get ya' hands out my pocket nigga
Ay
[Verse 3: Apes & Pass]
Pineal is changing shape, smoking 'til I'm dragon-eyed
Don't know if I'm dead inside
My personalities are killing me who gon' be left alive?
Let my brain inside my head I, don't know if that's ever wise
'Cause that nigga be plotting on me
Hundred pounds of medical, it's like I got a doctor on me
You could keep the dividends but just don't miss the profits homie
So why they watching my pockets fo' me?
Feel the ghost of my folks so now I'm not as lonely
Might be awkward but being petty that's not below me
'Cause when my niggas dying, it ain't no cameras coming
Stamina in my stanzas so I could stand for something
Ain't no advantage running
Panoramic view, African program the drumming
Straight from the family function, yeah
Straight from the family function, yeah
Straight from the family function, yeah
It ain't no cameras coming, yeah
Straight from the family function
Profits was written by MarcusMadeBeats & Apes (Rapper) & Pass (Battle Rapper).
Profits was produced by MarcusMadeBeats.